Olivia’s Ride(25)

“You in a hurry?” he asked as I impatiently continued to work him free. As if he was waiting for the perfect moment, he pushed his finger inside of me the moment I wrapped my hand around his hardness.

“Ah,” I gasped at the intrusion and began thrusting my hips against his hand.

“What do you want, baby?” His voice was now so husky, and whenever he reached that point it took very little to get me to do just about anything. Keeton was like a drug; I found it hard to resist him. There weren’t many times my mind didn’t wander off to moments like this. I meant it when I said he made my body hum. It was as if the man had a sixth sense; he knew just how to touch me and when.

“Tell me what you need, sweet girl.” He pushed me further.

Keeton loved being able to force me to beg. He loved taking me out of my comfort zone and making me reach that point of uncontrollable desire.

“You,” I whispered. “I want you inside of me. I need you inside me.”

He continued to tease my entrance as he pushed his finger deep, curling it just right before pulling back and leaving me wanting more.

“Tell me it will always be like this,” he whispered. “Tell me you’ll always want me the way you do now.”

“Yes,” I bit down on my lower lip to keep from moaning as I rocked my hips. “Just you.”

He then pulled his finger from my entrance and lifted his hand to my mouth as he traced his still wet finger over my lower lip. He had shown me things I never thought of. He had driven me so close to the edge so often that never did I second guess myself when it came to Keeton.

So without thinking I opened my mouth and licked the tip of his finger and watched as his eyes drooped and his lips parted, as his eyes settled on my mouth.

And the action alone set forth a volatile chain of events.

He hooked my waist with his other arm, pulling me closer. His lips covered mine while he gripped his cock and quickly found my entrance.

With one quick thrust of his hips he was inside me so deep I couldn’t control the “Yes!” I screamed as I rotated my hips, grinding my pelvis against his.

“Never felt this good,” he whispered between kisses. “You were made for me, baby.”

I could feel myself building as he continued to thrust his hips upward, hitting that spot so deep inside it made my eyes roll in pleasure. “Right there,” I instructed, feeling no shame. “Don’t stop, god please don’t stop.”

“That’s it, Liv, let go.” That sexy tone of his only drove me closer. “Give it to me, I need to feel you.”

And just like that I felt my body give into the pleasure; my core tightened around him as I closed my eyes tight and gasped at the extreme bliss that washed over me.

“Fucking hell, baby,” Keeton gripped my hips and began thrusting upward, chasing his own release.





Chapter Thirty





Keeton



Our summer started out tense and at times I questioned my choice to come to Montana, but now I was glad I did.

Things had shifted between me and the Sawyer family. It was as if they had all accepted me as part of their family. No longer did I receive the evil eye if Liv sat too close to me, or leaned into me for a kiss. Now it was as if they all expected it to happen.

I spent my days helping Jackson at the ranch and my nights with Olivia. Over time we found ways to end up in the same place, whether it was at her Gran’s place or the spare bedroom in the apartment above the bakery. Trinity was there now, but she loved the company.

I had been given a little backstory on that girl, and knew she, too, didn’t have the best life prior to Livingston. The idea of someone hurting her didn’t sit well with me. I had grown quite attached to my new-found family.

The summer had come to an end and in a couple days we would be heading back to Texas. I honestly could have just stayed in Livingston forever. I had never in life felt this at peace. Even when I went into town, people would nod and wave as if I had been there forever.

It was a sense of belonging and it felt better than I could have imagined.

“What are you daydreaming about?” Liv asked as she stepped up behind me and pressed her body to mine.

I reached behind me and pulled her to my front, so I could wrap her in my arms. Leaning in I pressed my nose to her hair and took a moment to just breathe her in.

We were standing at the edge of the field with the lake in plain sight and the sun was beginning to set. We’d finished Sunday dinner at her Gran’s, just as we had every week since our arrival. I’d sat on the back deck and shared a beer with her father and uncles before they’d gone back inside to be with their wives.

I chose to take a few moments to just appreciate the night. That is when the woman who had led me to this very moment chose to join me.

“I’m just imagining what life would be like if I was here in Livingston every day.” I held her close when I felt her attempt to pull back. “I love it here, Liv; even after all the torture in the beginning, I love it. You’ve given me more than anyone else has ever given me and you brought me here. You’ve shown me what a real family feels like; I could never thank you enough for that.”

When she pushed back this time I loosened my hold and tilted my head in her direction.

Her eyes were filled with tears and I felt the burn in my chest as her lower lip trembled. “You’d live here?”

“Yeah,” I replied. “I’ve felt this sense of belonging. This place holds everything I could ever want. Coming back here with you, if that’s what you would want, would be the easiest choice I ever made.”

“Yes,” she said in a rush. “I want that. I always knew I would come back here after graduation. But when I met you, for the first time I wasn’t sure I would because if it meant losing you, then I would change anything. But to know that you would come with me…” She swallowed hard and closed her eyes for a moment to compose herself. “That just makes everything perfect. Having you and my family all in the same place is what I want.”

And in that moment my future had been decided. All the shit and garbage that followed me for years would soon be a thing of the past. I would walk away from it all to have a life with Olivia.

Knowing that brought a calm I had longed for my entire life.





Chapter Thirty-One





Olivia



We had been back in Texas for less than a week. After a very long and straight forth conversation with my father I told him I would be moving in with Keeton this year.

I could see the hesitation in him. He wanted to argue and give me reasons why it would be best that I stay in the dorm, but I didn’t allow him to fight it.

And in the end he accepted that I had made up my mind.

I still hadn’t the pleasure of running into Lacy, but Keeton did his first night, coming home from work. He said she only offered a kind smile as she exited the building and climbed into some guy’s car. And I won’t lie; that made me happy. It meant her focus was now off my man.

I was lying on the floor, with Duke at my side as I listened to an audio book on my iPod. I was so lost in the current scene that I had not noticed Keeton entered the room until his face was only inches from mine.

With a gentle brush of his lips, I couldn’t stop the smile that took over. He popped the earbud from my ear and I opened my eyes to find a very yummy, half naked man hovering above me. He was freshly showered and his hair felt damp beneath my fingers as I lifted my hand to his head.

“Good book?” he asked in a husky whisper.

“It was at a really good part,” I whispered. “The guy was showing the girl just how good he could make her feel, even though she assured him she could withstand his advances.”

“Oh, is that so?” he cooed as he placed his lips against my jaw and began kissing softly before leaving a trail of kisses along my neck. “Should I let you get back to the story? Or…” He trailed off there just as he sucked on my neck and I think I may have whimpered.

“No,” I whispered and he smiled against my neck. “This is so much better.” I confessed as I lifted my legs to wrap them around his waist.

His boxers did very little to hide his arousal. And when he shifted his hips and pressed against me, I lifted my own hips to meet his thrust. “Oh god,” the words fell from my lips before I could stop them.

“Have I told you lately just how much I love having you here?” he asked as he continued to move against me. “Walking around in these tiny little shorts and tight shirts.”

“You told me that this morning, but I think it was because you woke up to me naked beside you.” I said in return, still grinding against him.

Just then there was a loud knock on the door, followed by Duke barking and a disgruntled man yelling only a few feet from where we lay on the floor.

I felt Keeton’s body tense against mine just before he scrambled from the floor in search of pants.

The knocking grew louder as well as the angry words. “Open the fucking door you piece of shit. I know you’re in there.”

Keeton was bouncing around trying to get his other leg in his jeans when he looked over at me with an angry look. “Get in the bedroom and take Duke with you.”

“Keeton,” I started to argue and the angry look on his face only intensified.

“Liv please, just get in the damn bedroom.” I could tell it was taking everything inside of him not to get irritated with me. So instead of arguing further I hooked my hand through Duke’s collar and led him away toward the bedroom.